~ if you smile, I'll smile with you ~

Day 16: Party Away

It was no secret that the other Villa had won the challenge and that they were living it up, it didn't change the already weird atmosphere of the Villa.

Bobby walked to the kitchen wringing his hands he poked his head in "Hullo" he clamped his mouth shut quickly when she lifted her head her makeup smeared everywhere, her lip quivered gently as he sat down next to her on the sofa "Hey Em" he slid closer as she leaned towards him he rubbed his hand across her back "You want to talk about it?" She sniffed "I should have known he was a prick, it might as well be tattooed on his head." She sniffed again "I really believed every word he said" I handed her a tissue "I believed it when he said, when he said I was the best he ever had" she gulped "That meant absolutely fuck all because the next night he snuck out after we- and fucked her" I shook my head "He's as big of a douche as his bloody arms" she giggled gently sitting up "Thankyou for checking on me" I nodded "Just because I'm not putting my cards on the table doesn't mean I can't be here for people" she smiled wiping her eyes, their was no denying she was gorgeous. I smiled as her mascara smudged further down her cheeks "You do look a bit like a raccoon right about now" she laughed slapping me with very little force "Give me a break!" She squealed as I shuffled off the sofa "Need a drink?" She nodded gently "Are you alright Bobby?" Her voice filled with genuine kindness "I guess, I just wish things were different right now" I shrug as I poured some champagne into two glasses handing her one we clinked them together "To finding someone" she smiled our faces close, close enough that I could see the different colours in her blue eyes.

The glasses going ting seemed to break the reverie "Hey Bobby?" She sighed "What's it like?" I furrowed my brows "What's what like?" She hummed gently "Loving someone" I gulped coughing slightly before downing the champagne "I don't think I've had enough champagne to answer that" she laughed but I was serious, if anything knew about my feelings.

It was me. Drunk.

I poured another glass, and another.

Another
Another
More

"What-was-the-question?" I hiccuped "What's it like loving someone?"

"It's like home, you instantly feel comfortable, safe but also vulnerable. But that vulnerability is important because that means your happy and confident to share everything with them. Even the toothbrush." I heard her laugh "It's easy, it's easy to love her-" I took another swig, I knew I was already plastered to the wall but it felt good.

"I can't see straight anymore mind you" she laughed again "No, no not just the drink. It's her. Or no one. I will - I will fight for her. I have to." I hiccuped handing her the bottle.

I needed my bed. And fast.

Before trouble was caused.

Yet I couldn't walk.

"Carry me to the daybed will you, I need a good kip" she laughed "Bobby I can't do that" I smirked "GARY! GARRRRYYYY!" I heard the large mans footsteps more than see them "I.Need.The.Day.Bed.Now" the man lifted me up "You've gone and done yourself a mischief with that champagne haven't ya?"

"She asked me a question. I couldn't answer sober" I felt him set me down.

"I love her Gary" I heard him choke "What? Emily!" I shook my head "No, no Georgia! I love Georgia!"

"I LOVE HER"

"Shh, shh- try and get some sleep bud, I'll get the stuff ready for the morning you bugger."

"Love you, Gary!"

"LOVE YOU!"

"Alright bud, I love you too you sappy drunk fucker" then I felt him leave.

And once again her absence hit me like a truck.

A truck that kept running over my chest, and it hurt ten fold. The drink hadn't helped.

And I'd spilled too much.

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Georgia's POV:

The party, the lights, the company it was something out of a day dream. But as I looked around at the group I felt lost. Searching for someone I knew wasn't there.

I was whisked from the sidelines in a blur of pink and blonde and laughed as Chelsea forced me to dance, she desperately tried. And I appreciated her for it as we danced and danced and spun and spun I felt a different kind of lost in the dizziness that made the space spin and my head swim. I collapsed onto the swing just as Arjun walked over "Hello, Georgia" he took a seat next to me "I know, you haven't truly been here mentally even though you are physically. But I want to remind you I'm here and I would love a chance to get to know you better." He paused as though gaging my reaction before clasping my knee "I want you to forget the other Villa. Forget him." He almost whispered it into my ear, I shifted gently looking between his dark brown eyes. It was unlike him to be so - confident.

His eyes flickered with a look I hadn't seen on him before. But before I could reject anything his lips met mine with force. His hand moving further up my thigh, almost slipping under my dress.

I pushed him off.

"What the hell? Arjun?" He seemed taken aback "I just thought-" I didn't even let him finish his explanation before I made my way to the bedroom.

I washed my face and changed into my pyjamas. And sat.

But then I washed my face again. Because all I could feel was his stupid moustache.

And he wasn't Bobby.

Foolishly I laughed "Good thing Bobs won't get a moustache."

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But then he walked into the room "You do remember your coupled up with Lucas it's not like you owe him anything. You don't even like him." I gaze up at him from the bed "Up until 5 minutes ago I liked you. And look where that got me." He sat on the edge of my bed "I meant you no offence I just felt like - you weren't giving me a chance. Your not giving anyone a chance Georgia" I nod "I am aware that I'm not, but I'm not about to lie to myself or anyone else about my own feelings, I've pushed myself aside for others before. This time I'm being me and I'm doing this for me." He sighed looking at me with a longing look he clasped his hands pushing open the door "Heaven knows I tried" he mumbled as he left.

I felt guilty.

But then I remembered.

I didn't owe him anything.

I didn't owe Lucas anything either.

But Bobby's grip on my heart was strong, and unforgiving and I had surrendered fully.

And I knew with my whole heart that in that moment I was true to myself.

I love him.